but seriously, one of the best reviews I got of DaDaDa was written by Kevin McGowin. I just learned he died suddenly in January:

I was looking up to send him LOCKET and read this:

Eclectica's Review Editor died suddenly on January 18th of this year, and because of that we must address a very serious deficiency in the Review section. Kev did a lot of the work, and now we a have void there to fill. So we need book reviewers.

But that is not the most important part of this note, not why it needed to be written. Kevin died on a sidewalk, choking and alone, while people were aware of his pain but passed it by. I'm not sure what we are supposed to learn from Kevin's death that we should not have learned a thousand times before. All I know is that we are only here for fifteen minutes, for a split second really, and there is no time to wait for a better day, better weather, better clothes, better scheduling. You only have this moment right now. You only have this. Kevin was taking a leap of faith, was moving cross country, was venturing out with his writing, he was going to take a chance. He was turning a corner, and that was good. It was long overdue. But then he was gone.